A few months ago, I spoke at a church in Pensacola Florida with my dear friend and fellow Love Doer Lisa Long.
I wrote about it here and if you have 30 minutes you can listen to what the two of us had to say, about living a life of love: Who it’s about, why it matters and how to do it. Lisa and I are hardly experts, but we agree that this process of becoming who God intended, is rich and diverting, and well worth the trip.
Last Sunday, First City baptized 29 people, and it was beautiful.
Now, I recognize many of you reading are skeptical by nature, leery of overt Christian symbolism and/or mad at the church, but indulge me, will you? Spend seven minutes and watch this video, because friends, this is what love looks like soaking wet.
Specifically, watch for:
- The expressions as people come out of the water.
- Pastor Rick’s expression as he dunks some (but not all) of them.
- The totally uninhibited clinging bro hugs.
- Who is doing the dunking – Pastor, Mom, Youth Pastor, Friend, Brother, Community.
- The naked vulnerability, the relief.
The “Church” and its goofy humans have messed the world up so thoroughly for so long, it’s easy to level that charge at Jesus, thereby ignoring the accountability following him requires. But what we miss when we do that, what I missed for years, is the love.
The Love of God. That big sky love, with its incomprehensible vastness. The Love that invades and swallows us, eventually moving us like wind across the plains, sweeping us over prairie grass or oceans into places we can’t imagine.
When we finally submit to Jesus, we aren’t granted ease, safety or perfection, but rather love and a purpose in his very big design. Twenty nine people at First City Church signed up for that on Sunday and I think it shows on their faces.
Good on you FCC!